Trickster Trove

“You call it a dungeon. I see a reflection of your soul. You build it from traps, monsters, and the shadows of your own fears. You leave the doors open, craving the blood of others. They will come for what you’ve hidden — throwing themselves into fire, poison, and spikes to prove their strength. And you will enter their dungeons, knowing every step could be your last.

This is not a game. It is an endless exchange of deaths. And remember: in my world, there are no winners. Only those who died later.” — The Entity

Each dungeon is built from modules — rooms and corridors you connect into your own deadly labyrinth. Among them, two remain unchanged:

The Entrance — the place where hope is born.

The Trove — where hope dies with everything else.

Everything between them belongs to you. Crossroads, dead ends, traps, and monsters — these are the tools with which you forge your fortress. Every step in this labyrinth is your design. And every soul that fails to reach the Trove will leave its reward to you.

When you choose to enter a Raid, remember — there will be no maps, no hints. Only darkness, danger, and another’s will waiting for your mistake. Every room will try to deceive you. Every trap will test your focus. Every monster will wait for you — and you alone.

Survive — and you’ll carry out the gold you craved. Die — and your soul will be left for others to claim. A Raid is just a game with only two wagers: either you take someone else’s riches, or you lose your own life.

Victory in a raid is always more than just loot. It’s a step toward making your own dungeon yield greater gold, and your soul grow stronger, wiser, and more enduring.

I have gathered them for centuries — the greatest Tricksters who accepted my terms and dared the darkness. Their bodies now rest in my collection. Even in death they remember. Each Trickster holds a unique skill, a story, and a death that may feel closer to you — and certainly worthy of your attention.

If the dungeon overcomes you, you lose your body, your loot, and your progress. Only your soul remains, hungry for vengeance. Choose a new shell from my collection and continue the cycle.